I like when people have no clue what they are talking about but feel inclined to critque you. This recently happened with my band and we write for fun. Its a hobby for me I don't get paid, I do it for to blow off a little steam. Yet there is always a critic. I have offers from two other bands right now. I have been thinking about taking them up on one of there offers for quite some time now. I have been with my band for a while now and I have probably sunk more time and money into that, than anything else I am involved with. It hasn't really gotten me anywhere or made me any money. The band that I am looking to join now will probably make a lot of money per night because its a celtic band. You don't even have to bring people out to these events, because people already know about your music. I have a practice with the group next monday night. its going to be tough with work but the hell with it, its worth the time.

I can cross boarders, break constrictions, and cross boundaries. There is nothing really to stop me. I see you confined in your metal box following the rules trying to stay with in your designated space. I watch you, I scoff how how bulky and clunky you are, the amount energy exerted to move one self in such a vehicle is astronomical. All I require is simple proteins and carbs, I need no processed fuel or petrol. All I need is my two feet to move as freely as I want, to go were I want,, when I want. I am an all terrain vehicle with in myself, people under estimate the capability of the human body and rely on silly gadgets to take them from point A to B. They can do so on their on accord but choose not to, a lethargic feeling comes over them and they choose to sit down in their boxes of death turn the key and push a pedal. Fat and over weight, stuff your face one more time, pump your gas and get on the road to no where and do nothing with your reality based television lives. There would be no need for reality television if people would get up and do some sort of activity that promoted free thinking, they might even be healthier but no its easier to let someone else live your life for you . You are left as empty vessel waiting for someone else to fill you with content. Why not supply your own, lead your own life. Don't rely on others to provide a fulfilling life for you, only you can make it happen or lead yourself to failure.

What if you knew someone existed however they were out of reach. Outside of your reality you met once but who knows when your paths will collide again. This is a common occurance in life. What if those paths never meet again. What happens when you create a new reality for yourself, does the old old no longer continue.

So my friends woke me up the other night to come out to the bar. I finally got out of bed and drove myself to the bar. I saw this girl when I walked in, she caught my eye. she was looking at me a certain way. I knew that I knew her, I just could not place her. Her eyes looked so familiar, so welcoming. She was simply beautiful. I knew her from high school. We were friends in school. I have not seen her in almost 10 years, it feels like another life time. Seeing her was amazing. We talked and caught up a bit, at the end of the night she pulled me in for and hug and a kiss and thought she wanted a kiss on the cheak, I didn't want to be foward and kiss her one the lips. She went for a second hug and kiss and I kissed her on the lips. I hope that I get to see her again. we exchanged contact info. Everything happens for a reson, I just hope that this was one of those times.

guns in both hands,
Its pistol packing stan,
He's here to run a muck,
he doesn't give a fuck what you think
or what you want, he just wants to hunt you down,
shoot you to the ground, to leave your body for the hounds.
He likes the sounds of your screams as you beg for mercey as he points that gun in your face.
its a discrace as you loose your composure as the bareel stares you down .
you found that you are not such the hard ass as you thought
when pistol packing stan comes to town, all fear and trenble
strength starts to dwendel